Last night, as I was sleeping,I dreamt — marvelous error!–that a spring was breakingout in my heart.I said: Along which secret aqueduct,Oh water, are you coming to me,water of a new lifethat I have never drunk?

Last night, as I was sleeping,I dreamt — marvelous error!–that I had a beehivehere inside my heart.And the golden beeswere making white combsand sweet honeyfrom my old failures.

Last night, as I was sleeping,I dreamt — marvelous error!–that a fiery sun was givinglight inside my heart.It was fiery because I feltwarmth as from a hearth,and sun because it gave lightand brought tears to my eyes.

Last night, as I slept,I dreamt — marvelous error!–that it was God I hadhere inside my heart.